The girl who sent Yanran to the infirmary was not familiar with her, and after the doctor finished bandaging her wounds, she didn't stay long before leaving.

Yan Ran was the only one left in the infirmary, and Yan Ran was sitting on the bed in a daze when Xuan Mu came, the white sheets shining brightly in the sunlight.

There was no expression on her face, her long ponytail was a little disheveled, a few strands of long hair were draped over her shoulders, her face was a little purple because of a lot of exercise, her trouser legs were pulled up, her knees were wrapped in thick gauze, her head was bowed, she didn't know what she was thinking, she didn't even know that he had come in.

He walked over to her, crouched down, and gently stroked the thick gauze wrapped around her knees.

"Does it hurt?" He asked, his tone soft, his dark eyes looking at her.

Yan Ran came back from his thoughts at this time, and as soon as he raised his head, he crashed into his eyes as black as a deep pool, and his heart accidentally clicked, and his expression was a little stunned.

She was slightly stunned for a moment, and immediately said, "It's okay!" ”

Now she must be extremely wolf, she doesn't need to look in the mirror to know that she is sweating, and her hair is also soaked with sweat and sticky.

She quickly dodged his intent, but for some reason her nose was sore.

She can't cry, she can't cry...... She turned her head to look away, holding back tears.

Looking at the blue and purple marks on Yanran's white and tender arms, his brows were tightly locked, his pupils shrank, as if he had been stabbed by something, and he was overwhelmed by anger and self-blame.

"You stupid! I know that they are bullying you and you are still there to spend ...... Look. Xuan Mu pulled Yan Ran's delicate arm and said, a little angry.

After saying that, he felt regretful, he knew that he shouldn't have lost his temper with Yanran like this, but ...... He just felt useless and angry with himself.

"It's alright...... It's true! Yan Ran forced out a smile, her eyebrows and eyes were crooked, but there were tears in them.

She knew that he was worried about her, and every time she fell and her knee was bleeding, she would be scolded by her grandmother, saying that she was too stupid, what to do when she ran so fast, and it was not her own fault if she fell.

Later, when she was injured, she didn't dare to tell her grandmother anymore, not because she was afraid of being scolded, but because she couldn't bear to see her grandmother worried about her, and the distress in her grandmother's eyes made her feel very guilty.

Thinking of her grandmother, she suddenly felt as if something was rolling in her heart, she really missed her grandmother and Yan Yu.

Seeing that Yanran looked like she was holding back tears, Xuanmu suddenly panicked, not knowing how to react, regretting if his words were too heavy just now.

The two of them were silent, Yanran lowered her head, and she couldn't see clearly, but something crystal was ticking down.

She cried? Angry? Did he get it? Or is the wound too painful?

Xuanmu really didn't know how to comfort her, and he was afraid that he would accidentally say the wrong thing, which would make her even more sad.

Just watching her shed tears, his heart was also extremely uncomfortable, and the hot tears seemed to have accidentally fallen into his heart and burned a piece.

"Am I particularly annoying...... Why do they hate me so much? She said, her voice trembling, choking, depressed, forbearing, and like a kind of venting.

If it was just Wang Xiaojuan who was hostile to her, after all, the two had a quarrel before, and it was inevitable that they would have a grudge against her.

But what about the other girls? Why do they hate her so much?

At first, Wang Xiaojuan from Class 5 attacked her, and then the other girls also deliberately smashed the ball at her, and even the girls in her own class pushed and pushed her and caused her to fall.

She knew that she had never been a particularly gregarious girl, and even in a small town, she had few friends and had always been alone, except to study or study.

But at that time, although the girls in the class didn't like her, at most they just gossiped about her behind her, and they didn't really feel sorry for her.

The girls here are different, although they seem to be polite to her on the surface, they usually smile and hold her hand and go to the bathroom with her, looking intimate.

But in the blink of an eye, he would push her to the ground mercilessly, and then say sorry with an innocent face, pretending to be very sorry, and acting coy.

Before Xuanmu came, she thought a lot by herself, and she felt very aggrieved, but she kept reminding herself not to cry, let alone cry in front of others, especially in front of these self-righteous Nanhua children, she couldn't let them look down on her.

They just knew that she was from a humble background, and because it was rumored that she was a new generation of school flowers, they were dissatisfied with her.

There is also the girl named Qi Yuwei, it seems that all the girls are looking at her face and acting, although she has not played, she has been watching coldly from the sidelines, her slender Danfeng eyes are slightly provoked, cold and arrogant.

"Qi Yuwei is a big figure in our school, if you offend her, your life in Nanhua will be worrying in the future." She clearly remembered the gloating look on Wang Xiaojuan's face when she said these words.

Offended Qi Yuwei? She's only seen her a few times, so why offend?

Is it because she won the first place in the city in the high school entrance examination this time?

Just because of these trumped-up reasons, can they bully her like this? Why? She's not convinced!

was so angry that he was anxious to find all kinds of opportunities to fight back, which made him know nothing even if he was bruised, and he was full of thoughts about how to retaliate against them, and finally smashed the ball at Wang Xiaojuan as he wished.

For this, someone applauded her, but she suddenly felt pathetic.

"Indisputable is compassion. Discernment is wisdom. If you don't hear it, you are pure. Why care so much about what others think! He said that his voice was calm and soft, quite a kind of monk in the realm of concentration.

In fact, these words were often read by the master, and at that time he felt that if people reached that state, everyone would be immortals, and he couldn't do it, and he didn't want to do that.

But what you can't do yourself, comforting others is often very effective.

Yan Ran was slightly stunned, and sighed in her heart...... With his head lowered, he looked up just in time to see his dark eyes, calm and waveless, looking at her intently.

It was so close that she seemed to be able to see her reflection in his eyes.

Indisputable, is it compassion?

His eyes were so clear that it seemed that he could see through her thoughts with just one glance, and his dark jade eyes were soft, and his long eyelashes fluttered thinly, and then narrowed into a crescent moon.

In the sunny afternoon, the autumn leaves are flying outside the window, he sits opposite her, smiling at her under the dazzling light and shadow, clean and transparent, blurry and charming, slender fingertips gently plucking the hair on her forehead, doting and gentle.

Like the caress of an angel, he soothed her wounds, soothed her, gave her joy, and spared her affliction.

She smiled, her eyebrows crooked, and there were still tears in her eyes, but they were no longer bitter.